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You're pregnant but he doesn't want to keep the baby (Part 3)

Harry: Since the fight Harry’s been gone for 3 weeks, which had given you a lot of time to think about the situation. Harry was right, there was a lot going on and neither of you were ready for a baby. You tried calling Harry, so maybe you could talk about the options, but he would never pick up. The longer you went without Harry, the more you just wanted the baby out of your stomach and Harry back in your arms. You spent countless nights hating yourself for even thinking about it, but abortion seemed like the right thing to do. Ever since you were younger you promised yourself that you would never get one, but now everything’s different. You couldn’t handle a baby on your own while Harry was away and the media would do nothing but criticize you two. You gave it one last shot, texting Harry that you wanted to meet up and talk about your decision. You were hopeless. While waiting for a response you turned on a comedy, trying to lighten up your mood. You pushed play on your remote as 21 jump street started playing. 10 minutes into the movie you found yourself smiling, a feeling you missed. You felt a quick vibration, indicating that you had a new text message. Hurrying to find your phone twisted up in the blankets, you pulled it out and went to your inbox. Your heart was racing when you saw that Harry had replied. “That sounds like a great idea. We can meet at my house at noon?” you smiled to yourself, not being able to control it. “Sounds perfect. I’ll be there.” Your heart felt at ease. Finally, after almost a month of not seeing Harry you’d finally reconnect. Forgetting about the movie, ran upstairs getting into bed. You didn’t want to be late for tomorrow. The time went by fast. Before you knew it you were awaken by you alarm clock at 10am. You headed into the bathroom for a quick shower. Reaching for you towel you wrapped your body and went over to your closet picking out the perfect outfit. Once you were done you headed back into the bathroom to finish your hair and makeup. “Perfect timing” You giggled to yourself. Heading out to your car you drove to Harry’s house. You walked up to his door and let yourself in. “Babe,” Harry smiled at you. You didn’t say a word, you just ran into his arms. “I missed you Harry. You were right, we need to talk about the baby.” “Look, I don’t want to force you into anything. You know that right?” “Yeah I know, but I decided to do this for myself, and for us. Abortion would be for the best.” You had prepared yourself for the tears, trying to hold them back but you couldn’t help but let one slip as a tear rolled down Harry’s cheek. He quickly wiped it away, shaking his head. “I’ll be there for you. This is hard enough, and I want to be there when it happens.” A smile appeared of your face for a second until a wave of emotions hit you, causing you to break down. Harry pulled you into his lap, holding you tight. You were relieved you didn’t have to go through this alone, but were disappointed about the whole situation.

Niall: You tugged away from Niall, escaping his grip. “(Y/N), we can talk about this, really. Lets just sit down and talk okay? We can work everything out.” You nodded as Niall wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you towards the couch. He sat down, dragging you onto his lap. “Princess, you know I would love to start a family with you one day, but now’s just not time. I want us to work this out together. Of course I’ll respect any choice you make.” You looked at him, then down to your belly. He was right. It just wasn’t a good time to bring a child into your life. “What about adoption?” you blurted out.” Niall seemed surprised. “Babe, are you sure that’s what you want?” “Niall, you’re right. With everything going on, a baby would only get in the way,” tears rolled down your cheek. “I love you, (Y/N). I don’t want you to feel bad about this okay? Mistakes happen all the time and we’re going to make a family somewhere extremely happy. Someone who can take care of him or her.” “I’m just scared. I’ll still have to go through the whole pregnancy.” “I’ll be by your side the whole time, I promise. Tomorrow we can set up a meeting with an adoption agency. Everything will be fine.” “What about management? Won’t everyone get mad that i’m giving it up, let alone the pregnancy in general?” Niall pulled you in for a hug, stroking your hair softly, “We’ll fight this battle together, princess.” You laid your head gently against his chest, falling asleep. When you woke up were were wrapped up in your bed. You heard Niall on the phone and decided to eavesdrop. “Yeah, she’s nervous about it, I am too but I’ve got to stay strong for her. We’re making the right decision, Thank you for all your help. We’ll meet with you later today. Have a nice day, bye.” Niall must have been on the phone with the adoption agency. “Babe, come here for a second.” You hoped out of bed and walked downstairs to where Niall had been. “What’s up?” “I just wanted to let you know that I set up an appointment with someone to help us with the adoption.” Your chest hurt a little thinking about the idea. “I guess I’ll go get ready then.” You turned away fast so Niall wouldn’t see the tears. You took and extra long shower, hoping all your troubles would wash away, but nothing worked. This was happening. You finished up in the shower and got dressed. Niall took your hand and led you to the car to which would take you to the adoption agency. The drive was quiet. Neither of you could find the words to say. Pulling up to the building, Niall came to help you out of the car. You both stood, hand in hand, in front of the dark building. “Remember, we fight this battle together.” Niall kissed you cheek, holding the door open for you.